I Count The Ways by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
I count the ways to disappear,
No one else can trace my (1)____________ (2)____________ here.
I ride my bike late at night
And all (3)________ can be seen is flickering light.
The air is warm, and the weight is off my mind.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and (4)________ go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I (5)__________ gears and let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I time it right and meet halfway.
And we (6)__________ our numbers grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a (7)____________________ gang without the crime.
The mood is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I shift gears and to let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I count the ways to disappear,
No one (8)________ can (9)__________ my tracks
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
Up to Golden Gate park, on to Ocean Beach.
Back to Western Addition, down to the Mission,
Wind’s a wisping sound
No one else can trace my (1)____________ (2)____________ here.
I ride my bike late at night
And all (3)________ can be seen is flickering light.
The air is warm, and the weight is off my mind.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and (4)________ go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I (5)__________ gears and let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I time it right and meet halfway.
And we (6)__________ our numbers grow so confidently.
I’ve got their backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a (7)____________________ gang without the crime.
The mood is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I shift gears and to let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I never see a ghost.
I count the ways to disappear,
No one (8)________ can (9)__________ my tracks
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
Up to Golden Gate park, on to Ocean Beach.
Back to Western Addition, down to the Mission,
Wind’s a wisping sound
Respuestas:
(1) tracks(2) around(3) that(4) just(5) shift(6) watch(7) formidable(8) else(9) trace